During the three bottles of wine, the tavern owner kept complaining about the empire, saying that during the war with the Ancestor China, other provinces either rebelled or defended themselves, so Skyrim supported the imperial capital of Cyrodiil. As a result, with the help of Nord warriors, the empire
After winning the battle, he was forced to sign the "Platinum Accord" which was humiliating and humiliating to the country, which included outlawing the Talos faith, ceding the land of South Hammerfell, and officially disbanding the Blade Guard (the Emperor's bodyguard, the dragon-slaying organization).
Not to mention anything else, just outlawing the Talos faith has greatly angered the Nord barbarians. This is equivalent to your master unilaterally declaring that your ancestor is not your ancestor. You ask me who my ancestor is?
How can we rebel without our ancestors? Talos, the God of War, is the spiritual pillar of the Nords!
Now wise people can clearly see a fire burning in the sky. The Empire turned a blind eye and allowed the fire to spread. The Thalmor added fuel to the fire out of malicious intent. In less than twenty years, there will definitely be
The war broke out, and the core figures of the war had already taken control of Windhelm City last year and were aggressively expanding their power.
Nord hero, Ulfric Stormcloak.
The boss mentioned that Windhelm City was recruiting troops to form the Stormcloak Army. The slogan was to revive the sky. He felt that a hero like Troll Man must go and see it. Lu Zhengkang asked what about you? The boss shrugged and said that he must
Visit the store.
When the conversation reached this point, Lu Zhengkang became quite bored, so he took out a bag of graham crackers from under his robe and handed it to the boss.
"What is this?" After opening the bag, a sweet smell of butter came out. Lu Zhengkang used goat's milk butter and added a little salt to enhance the taste. The final product is perfect for snacks or breakfast.
Wheat round golden yellow biscuits. Lu Zhengkang also specially made molds when making them. One side of the biscuits is printed with beautiful patterns, including plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos, chrysanthemums, and mountains, flowers and birds. Although it is quite abstract, it is extremely interesting.
"Biscuit, just think of it as a donut."
"Biscuit?" This is a newly coined word that Lu Zhengkang transliterated from English cookie into Nordic. If we want to translate it strictly according to the Nordic word formation method, we have to interpret it as twice-baked bread. It is better to simply
Once the word "cookie" spreads, everyone will call it "cookie".
The boss took a bite and was greatly impressed, and asked with great discernment: "Is this newly harvested wheat?"
"Did you eat it?"
"Yes, it still carries the fresh wind and wheat waves. It will no longer have this fragrance after being stored for a long time."
"If it tastes good, just eat more. I'm going to rest. Good night."
"Good night, may the Nine Holy Spirits bless you, my friend."
The Pure Land has officially entered the busy farming period. Not only is the wheat ripe, but those potatoes can also be harvested. It is not difficult to use the uneaten wheat and potatoes to make vodka. In the final analysis, it is just distilled alcohol mixed with water and then filtered.
Lu Zhengkang plans to have the opportunity to brew more wine as a supplement to his life.
Living is living, and how you live depends on your mobility. Lu Zhengkang may be considered a homebody, but he is definitely not a lazy person.
Relatively speaking, today's Jonas has a tendency to become more and more lazy.
I usually play the flute and play around when I go to the Pure Land, but now I don't know if I am tired or depressed. Every time I pass Lu Zhengkang's test, I immediately relax and then go to the house to move a deck chair to bask in the sun and take a nap.
Fortunately, there were no problems after so many inspections, and his studies and martial arts had not fallen behind. Lu Zhengkang thought that the child was working too hard in the academy and did not bother him to rest.
In order to train Jonas's martial arts, Lu Zhengkang planned to find a safe place outside the Winter Fortress to build a forest of piles, and told him to get up early every day and go to the forest to practice his body skills.
After learning the news, the boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded without saying anything.
There are many wild beasts roaming around in Skyrim. In fact, no place is truly safe, but if you are in trouble, use magic.
There used to be a mysterious department in magic, but later part of it was lost, and the rest was dismantled into other factions. The most far-reaching influence in this kind of magic is the study of rituals and spells, including magic circles.
The magic circle is a bit complicated, and Lu Zhengkang hasn't studied it yet, but it won't be a problem to complete it bit by bit according to the steps recorded in the book.
The only problem was that the mountainous area around Winterfort was not suitable for establishing a forest of piles. Lu Zhengkang finally found a flat place on the beach to build a magic circle.
The whole process took quite a while, so Lu Zhengkang stayed at the coast for three days in the new week.
First, quarry the stone. You need white stone. Fortunately, the limestone here is quite abundant in Winterfort. Cut and polish the stone and put it together into a large ring. Carve runes on the ring. Stand in the ring and light eight torches to connect them.
Form an octagon, stand in the center of the circle, recite the mantra devoutly, and praise the power of the Eight Holy Spirits. From day to night, the torch cannot be extinguished.
In this way, a protective array that can last for many years is completed.
It protects against wind and rain and protects against foreign enemies. Neither sword nor tide can cross the ring.
A certificate is required to enter and exit the magic circle. Lu Zhengkang designed it as a small ring, which Jonas wore with a rope and hung around his neck.
During the collapse of Winterfort, the college was safe and sound because of the protective formation, which contained the tsunami to a certain extent. Otherwise, there would not be any buildings left in Winterfort.
After building the pile forest, Lu Zhengkang returned to the tundra.
After using the Necrobike several times, Lu Zhengkang became more and more dissatisfied with it. Not to mention its slow start, braking was too difficult, and the speed was difficult to control. It took a long time to accelerate or decelerate.
After obtaining the Dwemer technology, Lu Zhengkang planned to upgrade the Necron motorcycle.
It's a pity that it's hard to find time in today's busy farming life. After harvesting wheat, it's time to harvest potatoes. In the middle of the day, the flax is ripe again, so we start to harvest flax again. The next few months will be the harvest season. What about leeks, cabbage, etc.
Rapeseed, soybeans, sugar beets, etc. are all growing at a high speed.
Lu Zhengkang's mill is filled with the roar of machinery every day. The undead souls crush and sift the wheat, then refine it and store it. There is no spare moment.
When rapeseed is harvested, oil can be squeezed, when sugar beets are harvested, sugar can be made, soybeans can be made into tofu, and cabbage and leeks are also frequent guests on the table.
Such a vast pure land, vast fields, and beautiful seasons are always destined to come. This is the agreement between nature and man, and it will come as scheduled.
Lu Zhengkang sat on the ridge of the field and felt a deep connection. Wisdom and civilization are like seeds, which will one day sprout and grow in the soil of time. He could hear the sound of wind and the rustling of branches and leaves in his ears, and the sound of soil and earth on the tip of his nose.
The mixed flavor of fruits, the sun is very warm, and it seems infinite for a moment.
At this moment, life magic energy continued to pour out from the top of the troll man's head, and golden light spots flew into the air, gathered together, and grew into a human-shaped outline, with layers of wings behind it, like a cloak of the sun.
When it appears, everything emits a gentle sigh of admiration.